The Bucket List

Epilogue

Harrys POV:

*60 years later* (I know a big jump)

I am currently staring at the tv that isn't even on, but I didn't care. It has been sixty long years since Media passed away. I was crying for a good year whenever I was alone or sometimes in public. I go to the cemetry every day to see my wife. Tell her about my day, about how much I miss her, love her.

After the day I proposed to her, we had a small yet beautiful cermony with all her friends, family, and mine as well. She looked beautiful in her dress. I remember that day like it happened yesterday. I was tearing up when she was walking down the aisle. I always fantasize that she is still here, next to me. Laying next to me playing with my hair as I play with hers. As I snuggle against her small, fragile body, that I would just love to hold forever.

But, she isn't here anymore, but she is in a better place. Everyone else eventually started to live their life, being happy. I was happy at times, but not as happy as I was with her. I am not depressed though. After we married, we spent everyday continuing with her bucket list until she didn't have much energy to move anymore. As predicted she did get worse and worse and it pained me to see her in so much pain, I would trade places with her any second. But, its too late now.

She passed away 5 months after we were married. Those were the best 5 months in my life. I never remarried, I couldn't I made a promise to Media that day on the altar. I couldn't and wouldn't break it no matter if she was dead or alive. 

I got up from the couch and put on a pair of shoes and a jacket and walked outside. I walked to the cemetery.  It was the closest house to the cemetery, I wanted to be as close to her as possible. I opened the gate of the cemetery and walked to her grave. I replaced her flowers, from the ones I put yesterday. I slowly sat down on the grass and faced her grave.

"Hi again. It's Harry, your husband. I probably am annoying since I been coming here everyday." I chuckled softly. I pictured her smile and her laugh. Her smile is always fresh in my mind. "Well, how have you been, I bet you been good, extrodinary in fact. I am not going to lie but I have a feeling that I am going to see you soon and that makes me happy, really happy. I can't wait to see you. I miss you in your arms. I miss your smile and laugh. I miss our arguments about what movie to watch, but you always winning. You always win the arguments. You weakened me and in a way I liked it. I didn't cry today. Everyone is doing fine. They all have granchildren. They are adorable." I sighed and bowed my head. "I never took my wedding ring off, and kept all your stuff. I am sorry though I didn't get to finish your Bucket List. I keep it in my pocket all times. We only had a couple more. I will read them to you." I took out he crumpled, ripped paper with Media's messy handwriting. "Have a family. Have children and grandchildren...I think I will sing you our song."

*She'll come to me in a dream

And I don't even know her name

A pretty mark upon her breast

To signify her from the rest

But her and I are just the same

Building bridges outta fame

She stands upon a dinner plate

And tells me that I'll have to wait

(Oooh, Wait for me)

I know it won't be easy

What a thing

To believe

In a dream

Perhaps I knew her long ago

I wrote her poems at nine years old

But then I did become a man

The letter slipped right through my hands

Practiced all my wit and charm

Had many girls on every arm

I learned the depths of love and hate

But never did learn how to wait

Wait for you

You say it like it's easy to do

What a thing

To believe

In a dream

I hope you know that all my life

I have been searching for a wife

A partner and a confidant

The girl who wants the things I want

A girl who doesn't come along

Cuz she's already where I'm goin'

I stand upon a broken stage

I beg ya darling, please, please wait

Wait for me

I know it won't be easy

What a thing*

I was crying, well there goes my record. "I miss you Media alot. I love you darling. See you later." I slowly stood up and started walking back to my house. I opened the door and locked it. I went into our bedroom and laid down on the bed. I turned to face the side where Media used to sleep. 

"See you soon, love." I closed my eyes, with a smile on my face and the Bucket List in my hands.

AUTHORS NOTE: THATS IT! I HOPED YOU ENJOYED IT, SORRY IT HAD TO END SO SOON. I DIDN'T WANT TO KEEP YOU GUYS WAITING AND STUFF, BUT THANKS. THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU. I LOVE YOU ALL! <3